At our age, we go through the mourning of all our perfection projections once thought possible, even likely, and now laid to rest under shovel fulls of fresh graveyard dirt.

We simultaneously understand just how precious it is that we get an earthly body at all and what a limited engagement this flesh matinee really is.

So although we've chosen to not like our bodies, we are claiming them as our own and deciding to love them instead.

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